February is never a good month for the creatures in my household. Long stretches of cold weather and too much time trapped inside the house means hissing and snarling and fighting over territory. The humans, at least, stick mostly with swear words and empty threats. The cats? They pee on stuff. This is Gretel, a cat who came to us ten years ago as a stray. She doesn't know why anyone would put HER outside in the snow. Those crazy humans just don't appreciate the smell of cat urine.
And yes, the title is a joke. We aren't really giving her away.